Streets are empty, early spring
It's different here, the rhythm of living
It was cold, icy cold
We found warmth in the falling snow
This is where I'm sat until I forget who I am
Switching from davis, to staples, to can
Leave me alone, I'm sick of lending these hands
Waking up late just to dream it again
Some stupid logos move us
As humans some further than others
As animals as dirty lovers
We're all just stretched beneath our covers
Soapbox Marathon - Stale Mate Lyrics
Soapbox Marathon - Stale Mate Lyrics
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Streets are empty, early spring
It's different here, the rhythm of living
It was cold, icy cold
We found warmth in the falling snow
This is where I'm sat until I forget who I am
Switching from davis, to staples, to can
Leave me alone, I'm sick of lending these hands
Waking up late just to dream it again
Some stupid logos move us
As humans some further than others
As animals as dirty lovers
We're all just stretched beneath our covers
It's different here, the rhythm of living
It was cold, icy cold
We found warmth in the falling snow
This is where I'm sat until I forget who I am
Switching from davis, to staples, to can
Leave me alone, I'm sick of lending these hands
Waking up late just to dream it again
Some stupid logos move us
As humans some further than others
As animals as dirty lovers
We're all just stretched beneath our covers
Writer: Ethan Dale-Hughes, Oliver Carney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid